Death

We're all just debt collectors
In an absence of grace
Showing up to your birthday party
Just to show off our face
Get your mind off it, boy
There's room to grow

Like ooh la la la, ooh la, I know why you like death
'Cause when you get in trouble, pulled under rubble
You want something else

Don't bring your phone to the party
Learn how to operate us
Feel like you're just passing through
But everyone I know loves you
Get your life right, boy
There's so much more

Like ooh la la la, ooh la, I know why you like death, yeah
'Cause when you get in trouble, pulled under rubble
You want something else
It's just like oh la la la, ooh la, I will
Pull you out of this

There are holes in your eyes
Full of impossible light
Learn to laugh when you cry
Make a rainbow in your mind
Get your life right, boy
There's so much more

Ooh la la la, ooh la, I know why you like death
'Cause when you get outnumbered, pulled under rubble
You want something else
It's just like ooh la la la, ooh la, I will
Pull you out of this



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Ryan Quinn
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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